The history of struggle of peasant girls

Chapter 137

"Many people had the same reaction as Miss Han when they first learned my name." Lu Fan said nonchalantly, and then changed his expression, "Let's talk about the business first."

The next few people discussed the things that Sanwei came here to study, from the time of study to the completion of training, to the progress of study and so on.

After the discussion, Han Sanwei stayed here, but Han Qianluo didn't go back immediately, but turned around and went to another place, which was Zhao Tong's home.

It didn't take long for her to come to the dilapidated house of Zhao Tong's family. She saw Mother Zhao who was embroidering carefully at the door. : "Grandma Zhao."

Mother Zhao raised her head when she heard the voice, and when she saw it was her, she quickly smiled and said, "Ms. Han is here to look for Xiaotong, he is behind."

"Grandma Zhao, I'll go look for him first." Han Qianluo said, walking to the back of the house, suddenly realized something was wrong, that is, there was no clanging sound from the iron ore being struck here, but it was very quiet.

With such doubts, she walked to the back of the house, and found that there was a small hut behind, and Zhao Tong was inside at the moment, so she shouted loudly: "Zhao Tong."

"Qianluo." Zhao Tong said with a smile.

Han Qianluo walked over, and was a little surprised to find that Zhao Tong did not use the method of repeatedly beating iron ore to make iron, but instead made iron in a blast furnace. Of course, it is not as complicated as later generations, but for now, Han Qianluo is still Feel very surprised.

"You made this?" Han Qianluo pointed to the iron-making equipment in the thatched hut.

"Yes, it took several months to get it out." Zhao Tong said with a smile.

Han Qianluo noticed the months he said sensitively, but it has only been more than a month since Han Qianluo asked him to help make the machine, so he felt a little strange, so he asked bluntly: "Didn't you stop making ironware? um, how did it take months to do this?"

"I made this when I was still opening the shop, but something happened before it was finished. I didn't continue to make this thing after that. If it wasn't for Qianluo this time, I probably would never have done it." Zhao said. Tong said with a smile, his expression was the same as usual.

Han Qianluo circled around the iron-making things twice, and said, "How are things doing? Are there any difficulties?"

"It's really difficult, but I'm still making those relatively simple parts, and I haven't encountered those difficulties yet, but I will solve it myself." Zhao Tong said confidently.

Seeing this situation, Han Qianluo didn't say anything anymore. Anyway, she didn't think she knew more than Zhao Tong about the matter of iron smelting, so she didn't get too entangled in this issue, but took it from herself. Come out with five strings of money and pass it over.

"This is?" Zhao Tong asked in confusion, but did not reach out to take the copper coin.

Han Qianluo stuffed five pennies of money into his hand: "You help me make things, and I will naturally give you the money. This is an advance payment to you." In fact, there was still half a sentence she didn't say, which was Zhao Tong's family. She is really too poor, and she must have no savings. It must be difficult to help her make a machine for the past few months.

"Thank you." Zhao Tong did not refuse hypocritically, but accepted it tactfully.

"I have other things to do, so I'll leave first." Han Qianluo was about to leave after finishing speaking.

When she walked to the front of the house, she and Mother Zhao also said hello: "Grandma Zhao, I'm leaving." Mother Zhao recovered from the embroidery and asked to stay: "Why did you leave so quickly, sit down and leave later Come on, chat with my old lady for a while."

Seeing this old woman with gray hair, Han Qianluo suddenly thought of her grandmother in the previous life, so she sat down obediently and chatted with Zhao's mother.

She suddenly found a problem. Judging by the appearance of Zhao's mother, she is at least five or sixty years old, but Zhao Tong is still so young, which is really a bit strange, but it is not strange when I think of those people who only gave birth at the age of three or forty. .

"Grandma Zhao, did you embroider that dress last time?" Han Qianluo found out that the dress that Zhao's mother was embroidering now was a very ordinary-looking dress, quite satisfactory.

Zhao's mother just finished one of the colors, so she cut the thread with scissors, and said while threading, "I've finished embroidery a long time ago. That dress is actually very simple. It can be finished in a little over a month. Unlike this kind of dress, It takes much longer.”

"Then how much money can you get for such a dress?" Han Qianluo asked curiously, and couldn't help guessing in his heart that the clothes that took more than two months to complete could at least earn a regular amount of money.

Unexpectedly, Zhao's mother said: "After removing the thread, this dress can only earn four or five hundred Wen."

"Four to five hundred Wen, and you can only earn four to five hundred Wen in more than two months?" Han Qianluo was very surprised, her voice was much higher than usual, which was half of the money she expected, so cheap No wonder their family's life is so difficult.

Thinking of this, Han Qianluo couldn't help but feel a little rejoiced. Fortunately, their family is not from the city, and they still have at least dozens of acres of land. Otherwise, the situation of Zhao's family is probably worse than that of Zhao's family. Of course, she refers to before opening the shop.

Han Qianluo quickly put away the surprised expression on his face: "Grandma Zhao, why do you want to do it at such a low price? You can do some other work."

"I'm an old woman, so I can only do this, and I can't even do this for a long time. Now I can't see clearly, and my ears are not working well." Mother Zhao sighed after she finished speaking.

Han Qianluo didn't know how to comfort Zhao's mother, because Zhao's mother was telling the truth.Just when she didn't know what to say, Mother Zhao went on to say: "If I had known that I would end up in this situation, I wouldn't have spent so much money in the past."

From this sentence, Han Qianluo smelled something different. It seemed that Zhao's mother had a different feeling when she was young, but she was too embarrassed to ask this matter if others didn't take the initiative to talk about it.But Mother Zhao stopped talking about it and started talking about other things.

At this time, Zhao Tong came over from behind and was a little surprised when he saw Han Qianluo, then he turned his head and said to Zhao's mother, "Mother, why do you leave someone else here to chat with you? Qianluo has a lot of things to do Busy." Then he turned his head and said to Han Qianluo, "If you are busy, Qianluo, go first, my mother just likes to drag others to chat with her."

"It's not too late." Han Qianluo said with a smile, but she still stood up, "But I really have to go, Granny Zhao, I will come back next time when I have time."

After walking out, she heard Zhao's mother scolding Zhao Tong: "You child, you don't talk to me yourself, and you don't let me talk to others."

"Mom, other people have things to do, you can't always leave others to chat with you." Zhao Tong patiently explained.

After that, Han Qianluo didn't hear what Zhao Tong's mother and son said. After leaving Zhao Tong's house, she didn't go wandering elsewhere, but went back directly.

The day of getting married is coming soon, there are many things that need to be done, but Han Qianluo can't help most of them, so these days, she is guarding the part-time workers in the yard, and Han Qingquan is busy with getting married.

After breakfast in the morning, Han Qianluo went to the courtyard next door to open the gate, and soon the workers came. After working here for a long time, these people were already familiar with them. go about your own business.

Han Qianluo just wandered around inside and outside the house, and after making sure there was nothing wrong, he went to help make paper.The one who copied the paper with her was naturally Zhu Er.

"Qianluo." Zhu Er greeted her with a smile.

"Second brother Zhu." Han Qianluo also greeted him, then picked up the bamboo curtain and started making paper.

The two of them occasionally talked while working, and soon it was noon, Han Qianluo said loudly: "Go back and rest, come back later." Just after finishing speaking, those working people stopped The subordinate went back to the work he was doing, and there was no one in the yard in a blink of an eye.

Han Qianluo was also about to go back, but found that Zhu Er hadn't gone back, so he said, "Second Brother Zhu, go back quickly too." After speaking, he put the fried paper in the sun in the yard to dry.

"Qianluo, I..." Zhu Er hesitated, but he only opened his mouth and did not continue.

Han Qianluo just heard Zhu Er calling her, raised his head and asked with some doubts: "What's the matter?" Then he found Zhu Er's hesitant look, so it was even more strange.

"I like you." Zhu Eryi said vigorously, and at the same time he took out a hairpin from his arms and handed it over, but he didn't look at Han Qianluo, but looked at the ground in front of him and said, "This hairpin The hairpin is for you."

Han Qianluo was stunned for a moment before realizing what happened, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm sorry, I can't take your things." He hesitated for a while, and finally added, "I have someone I like."

Although Zhu Er tried his best to maintain his usual appearance, he couldn't hide the disappointment on his face. It could be seen at a glance that Han Qianluo suddenly felt a little unbearable, but he didn't agree to this issue in a flash. up.It's just that she felt a little guilty for rejecting others' intentions, so she whispered, "I'm sorry."

Zhu Er showed a smile and said: "I should be the one who said I'm sorry for causing trouble to you. Fortunately, no one else heard it." After a pause, "I'll go back first." After speaking, he left in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the fleeing figure, Han Qianluo thought of Liu Linchu, who didn't know where he was now, and missed him very much.But she didn't miss it for too long, and then closed the gate of the yard, and then went back to cook.

　A small detail has been modified. During the Qin and Han Dynasties, common people could only wear black and white clothes~~o(>_
　　
　
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